Rorschach now faced the combined assault of the entire Hellfire Club: the White Queen, who could counter psychic powers; the elusive Azazel; Riptide, whose destructive power was astonishing; and the nearly invincible Sebastian Shaw. Together, the four of them could easily destroy a country at any moment.
But Rorschach didn't care in the slightest. He didn't even bother with the other three, focusing only on Sebastian Shaw. As long as he defeated Shaw, it would all be over.
Sebastian Shaw seemed to have the same idea. After Rorschach had made such a fool of him, he had to reclaim his dignity personally. Otherwise, he might as well give up being their leader.
With a massive splash, Sebastian Shaw surged forward again.
He was just as fast as before. To Sebastian Shaw, this was a speed no human could possibly react to. His earlier mistake had only happened because Rorschach used his psychic power to make him misjudge the direction.
Rorschach didn't dodge. Instead, he raised his fist and swung it toward Sebastian Shaw's face. Shaw grinned viciously and threw a punch of his own, intent on crushing Rorschach with sheer strength and showing the Hellfire Club just how powerful he was.
With that punch, Sebastian Shaw unleashed nearly half the energy stored in his body. Its power was no less than that of a tactical missile.
Even a steel fortress would be reduced to ashes by that punch.
But when their fists collided, the bloody, mangled mess Sebastian Shaw had expected never appeared. Instead, Rorschach's fist blurred into layer upon layer of afterimages, as if it were vibrating at an incredibly high frequency. The vast energy Shaw had unleashed was being injected into Rorschach's body at astonishing speed, yet it caused no damage at all.
For the first time, Sebastian